"Chu Li, let me ask you a question: Don't you hate Hiukawa?"
"Ah?" Standing next to the 4 million Heidelberg No. 4, Chu Li raised his hand to tie the broken hair around his ear, and his eyes were still fixed on the color card - after staring at it for an entire afternoon, she was about to suffer from color cognitive impairment Yes, now he nodded absent-mindedly, "Yeah, I hate him."
While talking, he was still holding the phone in his hand, and the screen of the phone was on, and the conversation on it was like this—
[Saijun invited by the monkey: Teacher, do you see the peach blossom on the cover, is this shai or shai more beautiful?]
[Hikawa: There are color differences in mobile phones too, so what a fart I chose.]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: ... Then you come to the printing factory?]
[Hikawa: I am lying well on the sofa with my dog at home, to impress? What's wrong with you?]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Will love come or not, bah!]
[Hikawa: .]
At this moment, Ah Xiang also wanted to ".", look at Chuli who stretched his neck and hummed a song to compare the color cards... Ah Xiang thought for a long time but could only say: "Why didn't I see that you hate him ? Isn't this, a good chat?"
Ah Xiang pointed to the mobile phone in Chu Li's hand.
Chu Li smiled: "I hate him as a human being, but I appreciate his talent as a writer."
Ah Xiang said "Oh", stared at Chu Li expressionlessly for a while, and it took a long time to realize what she said: "Why do I want to vomit so much?"
"You spit, go away, don't splash on four million, and you won't be able to pay for it here."
"...Look at what you look like now," Ah Xiang said, "Don't play with Mr. Zhou Chuan. If you are close to Zhu, it will be difficult to be red, and if you are close to ink, it will be black and easy."
Chuli ignored her and continued to look at his own color swatches. Ah Xiang felt bored, so he also picked up a color swatch and sat aside to read it—the beauty editor is always more sensitive and accurate in color than the editor in charge, and he quickly picked up a color swatch. Li looked at it several times and didn't see anything wrong with it. After a few circles circled under the colors, Ah Xiang suddenly found that the humming sound in his ear disappeared again.
"?"
She raised her head curiously, and found that Chu Li had suddenly changed her posture—now she was no longer lying there holding a color card for comparison, but was leaning aside, holding a mobile phone in her hand, fiddling with it expressionlessly ... The white light of the mobile phone reflected on her face, her face was expressionless, in stark contrast to the previous happiness.
... So I told you not to play with Hiukawa: I also learned ten layers of Sichuan Opera Face Changing.
Putting down the color card in his hand, Ah Xiang stood up and approached Chuli: "What's the matter?"
Chu Li raised his head, glanced at her with dead eyes, and then showed her the mobile phone in his hand—A Xiang discovered that Chu Li was reading the official Weibo of "Moonlight" just now. The microblog that revealed the progress of the printing factory and asked for opinions on what is needed for the online special code has more than 2,000 comments in half an hour...
Some asked for Hiukawa's signature;
Some said they wanted Hiukawa's full face photo;
Some said they wanted an exclusive episode;
Some said they wanted Hiukawa's big underpants;
There are others who want Hiukawa-sama himself—
And these are normal.
That's right, even asking for Hiukawa's underpants seems normal in comparison, because in the happy atmosphere of "looking forward to" and "wanting Hiukawa to be big", a small group of unknown creatures suddenly appeared —
Who is in charge of this official Weibo, and why is the tone of voice so unpleasant
I thought I was alone;
Not pleasant +1;
Not pleasant +2;
I don’t like it +3, I always feel that it’s amazing to be an editor in charge of publishing. I don’t see you selling the book when I post the progress every day. Is it interesting to hang people around the repo progress? You can know it if you can Too much? We just want to buy books "Sima Smiling Face"...
It's the same thing with Jiang Yucheng last time. Obviously only a group of people went together, but it must be made as if there were only three of them... Is it difficult to distinguish between public and private
…
Chu Li turned the phone back, glanced at it, and raised his chin: "See, there is still this kind of operation - every day to urge "Luohe Divine Book" on Weibo, I really repo the progress, sincerely express that I am doing it every day There are still some people who are not happy with the new progress, so I have to show off."
Ah Xiang snatched Chu Li's cell phone and locked it: "Don't talk to them."
Chu Li: "What's the matter with Jiang Yucheng and Zhou Chuan's fans! Chasing me every day? They are not happy about what I say..."
Ah Xiang: "The conclusion I got last time - because it is a young male author and he is very popular, sometimes it is inevitable that some readers will unconsciously bring themselves into the role of girlfriend..."
Chu Li: "I don't believe someone is so crazy."
Ah Xiang: "Don't believe it, all the things you are talking about are your illusions."
First ceremony: "..."
…
In line with the mentality of "since it's under the same roof, I can barely touch it for you", when Chu Li returned home in the afternoon, he brought home a sample book cover that was barely readable, and handed it to Hiukawa for him to lick and play with. Put on an apron and go into the kitchen to cook.
Hirakawa sat cross-legged on the sofa outside, playing games.
There was no special topic between the two, but Chu Li always felt that Hiukawa had already seen the comments on the official Weibo, but he just kept silent and didn't say anything at the moment—
It's okay not to say.
To avoid embarrassment.
Can't wait for him to play dead to the end.
Chu Li's spatula slammed on the pot, making the most resentful meal ever... After the meal was ready, he took off his apron, and was about to ask Hiukawa to eat when he suddenly found the man sitting in front of the computer again, swiping his WeChat Bo — he propped his chin with one hand, lowered his eyes, and looked lazily at the Weibo pictures on the computer screen...
There is no emotion on the face.
He didn't even know that Chu Li was standing behind him clutching his apron.
Chu Li narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but want to see what the old man was looking at so carefully, it seemed to be Q chat records or something, but when he saw it, it exploded——
That was actually the chat record between Empress Yu and her relatives and friends.
[Friend A: A cocoon, is the cheating editor you mentioned last time the editor of "Moonlight"? The one that made your picture fail to make the cover of "Luohe Divine Book"...]
[Broken cocoon: Hey, what's wrong?]
[Friend A: Hehe, she was blasted when she was an official Weibo "screenshot" "screenshot"]
The content of the screenshot is the content of the microblog posting in the afternoon to follow up the progress of the printing factory's books.
[Friend A: Being bullied so badly 233333333]
[Brococoon: ... There is something wrong with this editor, I always feel that she treats Hiukawa as her own personal item—you know, she couldn't stand it after I said a few more words to Hiukawa, but the painter Isn't it normal to communicate with the author? I don't know what kind of vinegar to eat...] [Pococoon: Then I was made things difficult.]
[Pococoon: First, she urged me to submit the draft, but after the draft was handed in, she said it was unqualified, and asked me to redraw... How could I have so much time to redraw, and she said that she didn't care, because I didn't show her the draft first—]
[Broken Cocoon: In the past, I often didn't show drafts to editors, is there something wrong? It's just a compilation! The US editor didn't say anything, just complained that my picture couldn't be used as the cover...]
[Friend A: Hold the grass! Why so! ! ! Public revenge! !]
[Broken Cocoon: 23333333333 That's right, in the end, I forcibly deducted the final payment of my manuscript fee, and the two cover pictures were made into peripherals for me... only the price of the peripherals was given, and I was forced to cooperate with the publicity.]
[Broken cocoon: Otherwise, you will use the contract to pressure me.]
[Friend A: ... This kind of editor who treats the author as a personal item is super disgusting, how can you stand it?]
[Broken Cocoon: No way, no way, what can I say?]
[Broken cocoon: I guess it has something to do with my childhood education. When I see a good man, I feel like it's my own... hahaha.]
[Friend A: Hmm, tutoring.]
above.
A lot of chat logs.
Directly pointing out that Chuli treats Zhou Chuan as his personal belongings, carries private goods with him, and is mean to draw hands. The long Weibo was sent by that relative and friend A, who also tweeted Zhou Chuan. It was reposted more than a thousand times within half an hour of posting it. They are all complaining to Empress Yu, feeling sorry for Empress Yu, and Richuan.
First ceremony: "..."
Chu Li really felt that the blood rushed to the top of her head in an instant, she threw away the apron in her hand, and she kicked Hiukawa's chair—then the man realized that there was someone behind him, and jumped up in shock , before he even had time to react, he saw a figure in front of him quickly sit down in front of his computer!
Open Q!
Click on the "Never Cooperate with Painters" group, and click Cocoon!
[Tutor? What do people like you know about tutoring? Whoever follows Hiukawa's ass like a pig's tail every day "big big" will tell who knows! Who invited the two of Hiukawa to have dinner alone? If you love to hang up chat records so much, why don't you hang up this one
Tell me about tutoring, I’ll fuck your mother, your mother is here—]
A paragraph is not finished.
The next second, I suddenly felt that the whole person and the chair were pulled back by a huge force, Chu Li screamed, and had to leave the keyboard with both hands!
After she reacted, she jumped up from the chair!
However, it was too late, the man had already turned the entire chair 180 degrees, and hugged her who jumped up from the chair, with his arms like iron arms wrapped around her waist—
"Let go of me! Let me go!" Chu Li was pinned at the waist by the man, "Talk about family education with me! Why doesn't she follow her mother as soon as she is flying in the sky! The most important thing for a family is to be neat and tidy!"
Hiukawa: "..."
Hiukawa: "Okay, okay, if you go now, you will add fuel to the fire..."
Hiukawa: "Eat first, eat first."
Chu Li: "Eat a fart!!!!!!"
Hiukawa ignored her, and directly dragged her to the dining table to sit down, stuffed the chopsticks and the bowl into her hands, and laid them in front of her like a door, and picked up the phone with a dark face—
After typing, he slapped his phone on the table and said concisely: "Eat!"
Chu Li stretched his head to look.
Only then did I realize that the man posted a new Weibo a second ago——
[Hi Chuan: The procedures and standards for manuscript appointments are all up to the contract, whether to use the manuscript or not, the editor is only the coordinator, she doesn't count.
I followed the whole drafting process, whether the draft was read or not, whether it was important or not, whether it affected the quality of the subsequent works, I was in the eyes.
My editor and I have just had normal author/editor interactions—so far, I don't think I've ever been treated so carefully as anyone's personal property.
If so, I'm looking forward to it.
But so far, if you have any questions, please ask me directly, don't engage in so many provocative things, and the above is off @.]